Villain Boss: Start from the East Undefeated

Chapter 429 The Sword of the East 23

The nameless figure paused slightly, and looked towards the east.

"That's right! I'm nameless!"

Dongfang blinked, and he actually felt a little stunned from Wuming's gaze.

It seems that I didn't expect others to ask such a question.

"Are you the Wuming who, with your own power, killed all the heroes of the martial arts world and helped Xiong dominate the world?"

Hearing such a question, Wuming was stunned again, then nodded: "Yes, I am that Wuming, who are you?"

His tone was still soft, with a trace of inexplicable sadness.

It seems that he has just figured out that Xiong dominates the world, and most of the credit is entirely due to him.

He didn't even expect that this monster was raised by himself.

So much so that the sad and inexplicable tone made the listener sink into it subconsciously and think about everything subconsciously.

"who am I?"

Dongfang whispered, and various thoughts turned in his mind.

He thought of everything in the past, especially Xiongba's question and the sentence he answered just now.

You can do whatever you want as long as you beat him.

Especially those things that are under the pressure of men, every time he thinks about this, he will become more cautious, for fear of losing.

"So... this is my invincibility!"

There seemed to be a glimmer of understanding in Dongfang's mind.

In fact, he has never been defeated. Whether it is his own beauty or his own force, he has always done everything carefully.

He has never been defeated!
"Once I lose... Maybe I will become a complete woman... So I must not lose!"

"Undefeated in the past... and will not be defeated in the future!"

Thinking of this, Dongfang's aura suddenly rose, like a female emperor, and like a enchanting fairy.

Sometimes it is as hot and strong as the sun, and sometimes it is as soft as the sun.

The two temperaments seemed to have found something in common at this moment, and seemed to have found the source, and instantly merged into one.

And in Dongfang Dantian, the Ten Thousand Swords Guiyi swordsmanship and Charming Swordsmanship that he had comprehended from watching Dugu Sword Master, at this moment, also merged strangely into one, no longer separated from each other.

"So... this is my sword 23!"

"The real sword 23!"

An undefeated sword intent rose from Dongfang's body.

He looked at Wuming, and said in an unprecedented solemn tone: "I am... Dongfang Bubai!"

"The sun rises in the east... only my undefeated east is undefeated!"

Hearing this, Bu Jingyun, Nie Feng, Duanlang, Qin Shuang and others all looked towards the east.

For the first time they heard the name of the East.

Some dazed, some shocked.

This name doesn't sound like a name, but the aura exuded from Dongfang at this moment seems to interpret this name again.

"The East is undefeated!"

Wuming murmured softly, also looking towards the east.

It is completely incomprehensible that an elf-like girl has a pure, kind, and even extremely innocent temperament on her face.

But it has such a powerful name.

"Not bad!"

Dongfang's tone lowered subconsciously, but it was still soft and sweet, like a fairy whispering in the ear.

"I once promised the last wish of a man named Po Jun. If I want to defeat you, I will get the other half of the key! Use your sword!"

Listening to Dongfang's words, Wuming's heart sank instantly: "Last wish?"

"Yes! Last wish!"

Dongfang nodded, trying to make himself serious.

But that gentle temperament couldn't make him do it.

It seems that at this moment, he should be a fairy, and an elf who loves life should be simple and straightforward.

"Brother Pojun is dead?"

Wuming couldn't believe that his master's son died so quietly.

He couldn't have imagined that defeating Pojun in World War I would be the last side.

The grief on Wuming's body became more intense.

"Resist relatives, self, friends, and anyone around me! So far I still haven't defeated fate, and I'm still a lone star!"

Wuming sighed in his heart, and those dead relatives and friends appeared in his mind.

Including his biological parents, adoptive father and mother, three nurses, eight masters, and the elder brother who jumped off a cliff and almost died.

Almost all of them were killed by him!

Destiny is the sword, hurting others and yourself, restraining relatives and friends.

"Go ahead! If you win, I will hand over the half of the key to you!"

Wuming sighed softly. When he was young, he saw that Po Jun was cruel, so he deliberately begged his master for half a key.

I just don't want to break the army and get Wanjian to return to the clan, go on an evil path, and harm the martial arts.

Now that Po Jun is dead, although the girl in front of him doesn't know who she is.

But that kind face, simple and straightforward temperament all prove that she is a good person.

It might be a good thing to give that half key to the girl in front of her.

It can also be regarded as fulfilling the last wish of Senior Brother Po Jun.

This may be the biggest concession he can make at the moment.

"it is good!"

Dongfang nodded, squeezed his sword finger, and tapped lightly towards Wuming.

"Buzz!"

The vast sword energy erupted from the eastern fingertips, just like a round of vast scorching sun was born from the eastern fingertips.

Its light is obviously not that blazing, but it gives people a feeling that it can illuminate the entire world and everything.

Then, the endless sword energy turned into a voluptuous figure.

The body shape is exactly the same as that of Dongfang.

It's just that the body is more enchanting, as if it is a figure wearing tulle that can charm the world.

With just one glance, everyone was intoxicated by it, even Wuming was stunned for a moment, and a strong amazement flashed in his eyes.

Moreover, this figure is extremely agile, and it is not as rigid as the previous beauty swordsmanship or charm swordsmanship.

It seems to be a real person, with thoughts, joys, sorrows and joys.

Especially above the head of this figure, there is a small illusory ball of light that no one can detect.

In the ball of light is Zhu Houzhao, Linghu Chong, Yang Guo, Zhang Sanqiang, Yin Zhiping, Zheng Xuan, Feng Yuqing, Lu Xiaofeng, Ximen Chuuxue... Kou Zhong, Ye Fan and so on!
Almost everyone in the East has been included.

Everyone has strong intentions and wants to melt Dongfang's heart, as if confirming Dongfang's undefeated trajectory.

"Buzz!"

At the moment when this figure appeared, the entire sky seemed to be instantly dead silent.

The wind stopped and the sun seemed to freeze.

Even the figures around him were all sluggish, unable to move.

Even the falling leaves are completely frozen in the void.

It's as if time and space have stood still.

"Sword 23! Sword 23 belongs to me!"

Dongfang's consciousness at this moment has already gathered in the figure transformed by the sword energy, holding the sword fingers in his hand, and approaching Wuming with the might of thousands of swords returning to one.

With the incarnation of sword energy in the charm sword style as the carrier, incorporating the power of the primordial spirit, it is almost the same as the original Dugu Sword Master.

The only thing that is different is the sword master's sword 23, which destroys heaven and earth, is ruthless and selfless.

Dongfang's Sword 23 is full of endless friendship and an artistic conception of never giving up, but it is strangely fused together, like a whole.

"This is... Sword 23!"

Wuming's mind was shocked, but he seemed to have lost his body, allowing him to mobilize his true energy and try to use his swordsmanship, but he couldn't move at all.

Only thoughts are not restricted, but they cannot resist.

"This is simply not the swordsmanship that... can exist in the world!"

Wuming sighed in his heart, unable to resist at all.

Even his Heavenly Sword is still tightly bound here.

Fortunately, he felt the endless friendship, and knew that although this sword was terrifying, it was not a magic sword with no sky and no self like the Juggernaut.

Duan Lang, Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun, and Qin Shuang who were on the side were also terrified at the moment.

Looking at the figure transformed by that sword energy, with vast power, like lightning, he approached Wuming instantly.

They wanted to speak but couldn't.

I want to twist my body, but it seems that I can't feel my body, it's completely nothingness.

It also seemed to be bound by an invisible force, unable to move the slightest.

"Bah..."

The beauty transformed by sword energy is close to Wuming.

The sword finger tapped lightly between Wuming's eyebrows.

As long as the ten thousand swords on the sword will return to one and explode together with the beauty incarnation.

There is absolutely no place for death without a name.

"Om..."

The beauty transformed by the sword energy started to dissipate with a slight shock.

At the same time, a soft voice sounded in Wuming's ear.

"You are defeated!"

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